Married to the Don's Lie
Seven years into my secret marriage to Leon Ferrante—Don of the Ferrante Family—and he still wouldn't make it public.
Before the vows, I was his Consigliere. Every arms deal went through me.
After? Just another housewife. Swapped my holster for an apron. Kitchen counter became my war zone.
He didn't want kids. Said he had to take care of his autistic little brother.
I got it. So I gave it all up—for his Family, for that kid.
The Family blew up fast. The kid? Went from blank stares to sharp comebacks. Even started talking.
But Leon still kept me in the dark.
His mother wouldn't quit. "Give him a healthy heir. He'll settle down."
I thought maybe she was right. I clung to him for a few nights.
I got pregnant.
Came home with the results, ready to tell him—
Then I heard his "autistic" brother ask, clear as day:
"Papa, are you gonna divorce Anna and marry someone else?"